It's 6 in the morning
everything is heavy.
ooooh sooo heavy.
i imagine myself diving into a pillow.
Not just in, but REALLY into a pillow.
Getting pulled between the microfiber gaps.
A vast network of threads, it almost appears to be a forest.
Yet...its very comforting.
very warm.
There are these little creatures called "cuddles"
that run up to you and massage you smooth
You feel so welcomed, so at home with these so cuddles.
But you tell them you have to go.
Cause oxygen is running low.
and you need to escape.
They tell you no no no no stay. staay.
You start to throw off the cuddles in hesistation.
They freak you out,
yet they are so warm and cozy.
Your brain is mashed between sides.
Then you grow tired, restless and weary.
Your Lungs become laxed, and no longer hesitate.
You say "what the hell" And become engulfed with richness, even more powerful than before.
You get lost in a good feeling, it sings you to sleep with its melody.
:yawn: and that's what i think about pillows.
ommnammmammsleepysleepymmm.
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